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Dear Schwarma/Doner Kebab, It’s been a while since we’ve been together. I’ve been thinking about you a lot. Every time I walk by a giant metal skewer, strung with meat, you still make my head still turn. Last time I saw you I was in Ximending, Taipei’s trendy teen shopping area. I wanted you but [...]
Life in Taipei doesn’t seem much like island life, or at least the kind of island life seen on television. When the urban Taiwanese need to get away from the big city their solution is to hole themselves up on another, smaller, island. So before class started, my friends and I took [...]
Mid-way through the four-hour train ride from Tainan to Taipei, I looked up from my book. Shortly before I left Canada, I started Haruki Murakami’s The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle. Right now I’m at the part where Toru starts to discover the underlying connection between the mysterious turn his life has taken with [...] I had one of the hardest, most-crippling laughs I have had in a long time tonight. The situation and characters are so ridiculous, it borders on surreal. In a way, I owe it all the to the bus tour for bringing us all together.
First an introduction to some of my tourmates. [...]
Whether its to the local casino, American border outlet mall or multi-country journey, the bus tour is the only way some Chinese people will travel outside of their own land. For some Chinese people, they use the bus tour as a medium to travel within their own land. My parents, wary of [...] |
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